Xuan Wu's sword had a strong aura. No one of the men, women, and young men who seemed indignant before dared to speak. As he approached step by step, the crowd dispersed bit by bit.

Xuan Wu clasped his hands and walked into the circle of the crowd besieged. He looked at Yuan Xing first. Although his robe was wrinkled, he did not look embarrassed. Then he turned to the young man who had been very excited before, and slowly spoke: "Amitabha, what happened, what made the donors so excited?" But before he finished speaking, the cry of a baby suddenly sounded on the ox cart beside him.

The young man looked at the two monks in front of him again, and when the baby started crying, his expression became even more irritable and said angrily: "This monk, the monk in your temple has a relationship with my little sister and has a child. How can this be calculated?" In his eyes, Xuan Wu, who is over 40 years old, is tall and majestic, and stands with the young and innocent Yuanxing, and is really like two generations of people. Therefore, this is why he has this statement.

"What?" Xuan Wu was startled at first, turned his head and stared at Yuan Xing for a while, then snorted coldly, waved his sleeves at everyone: "Don't talk nonsense, slander monks, this is going to fall into hell."

The young man's face showed more atmosphere, pointing at Yuan Xing, saying, "This monk did not abide by the rules, which ruined my little sister's body. I have children. How dare we rush around?"

Yuanxing was also confused. He lived for two lifetimes, except for his relatives, but he had never touched a woman's hand. He never thought that a word like fertility would be placed on his forehead one day, and there would be a child?

His eyes couldn't help but fall to the ox cart with the crying sound. The situation was just now, and the woman's wide clothes covered her, so she didn't notice that there was a baby wrapped in rag beside her.

What kind of child is this? It only reveals its big head and a dry arm. Before it opened its eyes, it only knows howling. But the woman has no strength and just trembles and raises her hand and pats it lightly for comforting her, but it is futile.

Perhaps because he noticed his gaze, the woman also turned her face hard. Yuan Xing saw the despair and begging in her eyes.

"If you give birth to a child without marriage, how will you deal with this female donor? What will happen to the child?" Yuan Xing lowered his eyes, sighed secretly, and said solemnly.

Before the young man could answer, Xuan Wu, who was standing beside him, looked unbearable and lowered his head and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." He had been walking outside for many years and was obviously quite familiar with folk customs.

Yuan Xing felt something was wrong when he saw his expression. He glanced at the young man again. Seeing his face twitching, he seemed to be enduring pain, and his heart couldn't help but feel cold.

Sure enough, an old woman in the crowd next to her screamed: "Of course it's the sinking pond, and this little evil seed cannot survive."

"Oh, the family is unfortunate, and such a shameless woman has appeared in the clan. It's really..."

"The adulterer can't run away, let's deal with it together..."

"Hmph..." I didn't want to listen to the messy discussions around me anymore, and a cold snorted with internal strength came out of my mouth. In an instant, the scene was quiet again.

He stepped forward a few steps and carefully observed the woman in the car without any hesitation. He said he was a woman, but in fact, if he was in modern times, he would still be a girl. He was 14 or 15 years old, thin and small, with a pale face at this moment, his mouth was blue and purple, and his long hair was missing a few pieces, and half of his arm had scars. He should have suffered inhuman abuse and beating.

The girl saw him looking at him straight, and turned her head in a panic.

"I can guarantee the safety of your mother and son. Let's talk about what's going on here." Yuan Xing sighed. Seeing the other party's miserable appearance, the slight anger that had previously surged quickly dissipated and turned into pity.

But even if he was wronged and took the charge of affair, it would be useless in this closed folk customs and crazy atmosphere. He could not save anyone except to make the situation even more difficult.

Therefore, not only can we not take the blame, we should also clarify the real image as soon as possible, and then find a way to protect the mother and son in front of us.

When the girl heard this, she turned her head again, and glanced at Yuan Xing's face with her wandering eyes. Finally, she turned to Xuan Wu who was beside her, and her mouth opened, as if he was hesitating.

"What else can I say?" Someone in the crowd snorted coldly.

"Yes, pull these two adulterers away..." An old woman who said this was swept by Yuan Xing's gaze. In the plain and emotional gaze, she swallowed with difficulty, lowered her head and stopped talking.

The young man before frowned and found it unusual, because the monk in front of him was too calm and had no reaction to being arrested for breaking the precepts.

The girl couldn't help but tremble when she heard the noise around her. After a moment, she seemed to make a decision. She gritted her teeth and nodded: "I'll say." After saying that, she asked again: "But has Master Yuanxing who has arrived in the town recently?" This was what Xuan Wu said.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and shook his head, pointing at Yuanxing: "It's not me, this is Master Yuanxing."

Everyone was in an uproar and didn't even recognize anyone. It was obvious that it was impossible for them to have an affair with the monk.

The girl struggled for a few seconds and sat upright: "I was picking wild vegetables outside the village last year and was passed by a passing person..." The woman covered half of her face with her hands, as if she was willing to let it go, and her voice was much louder than before: "I'm afraid, there is no parents at home, and my brother is an unintentional one, so he dared not tell her brother, thinking that she could hide it quietly, but who knew that she had it for no reason."

At this point, I had a crying voice: "I secretly thought of various ways, but this child is too strong and can't be abolished. I lied to my brother and said that I was sick and had been hiding in the room recently. Unexpectedly, the child was born in less than seven months, and I couldn't hide it anymore. The clan and my brother asked each other. In a trance, someone said in my ear that there was a master Yuanxing who could practice in the town. He had a compassionate heart and should be able to save me. I couldn't stand it last night, so..."

The scene was silent, and only the girl's cry echoed in the open space in front of the temple.

The young man's face changed, sometimes red and sometimes black, and after a while, he didn't say a word, lowered his head and took the ox cart and was about to leave.

"Let's go." Yuan Xing flashed and stopped him.

"I'm sorry, Master." The man turned his face and said in a muffled voice: "I'll take the person back and ask clearly, and I'll give the master an explanation another day."

"Power first..." How could Yuanxing let him leave easily? He left, can the mother and son still survive in the car? So he stopped the person without much thought. It really didn't work, so he could only use force to solve the problem.

But before he could take action, he reached out to the man and spread it out, and there was a large ingot of silver on it.

Xuan Wu stared at the man coldly and said, "If you pull your sister back, how can she have the fate? Why not sell it to my junior brother? This small temple is missing a servant to clean up."

Yuan Xing was shocked when he heard this. How could the monk recruit female employees in the temple? Just as he was about to say a few words, Xuan Wu turned around and whispered: "Save a life better than building a seven-level pagoda. Let's leave the person behind first."

Yuan Xing opened his mouth but finally didn't say anything. These were two lives. There was no other good way to save people, so he could only sigh and remain silent.

The man hesitated a little, Xuan Wu stepped forward and approached him and said, "You brother, can you really bear to watch your sister drowned in the pond by the clan members?"

"How could I let someone do this?" The young man opened his eyes angrily, looked back at his sister, then snatched the silver and put it in his arms.

He also simply took off the cow's cart and was about to leave. "Since I've given the money, this girl will not be from our Shen family in the future. She will have no connections in the future." Someone spoke in the crowd and then dispersed. Even the wooden cart and the mother and son above were left behind.

Yuan Xing watched everyone go away and looked back at the girl in the car. Perhaps because she was going to get out of trouble, her expression was better than before. The child in her arms was still howling, and the girl obviously had no experience. She just kept shaking and coaxing her, but it was still useless.

"This..." Yuan Xing thought for a while and said, "Is he hungry?"

"This child is less than seven months old, I haven't..." The girl's face turned red and she lowered her head in a mess.

Yuan Xing looked at her shriveled figure and realized it a little. He felt embarrassed again in an instant. He quickly coughed and turned his head.

"I will find a way." Xuan Wu was mature enough. Seeing this, he sighed, and disappeared after flashing.

Yuan Xing stared at his far away back and fell into deep thought, his brows frowned, and it took him a long time to regain his former spirit.

Thinking that I couldn't let someone stay outside all the time, I walked up to me and whispered to offend me, and carried the girl and the child into the temple.

When he arrived at the room where he and Xuanwu lived, he placed the mother and son on his bedding. When he got up, the hem of his robe was stained with blood. Obviously, the girl had not received good care after giving birth.

Then, a monk and a woman stayed in the room with big eyes and small eyes. No one knew what to do next. They could only listen to the baby's cry and wait slowly.

Xuan Wu moved very quickly, and soon he returned with a doe in his arms. The mother was inconvenient and could not get up. In fact, neither of the two old men had any experience in this area. One of them pressed the struggling doe and the other held the baby, and it was not until dark that the child was fed.

The child is full and the adults are still hungry. Yuanxing went to make dinner and serve it for pregnant women.

It was late at night, and Xuan Wu set off again and sent the doe back.

Yuan Xing had a bitter face and coaxed the little ancestor to sleep and hand it over to his mother, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I couldn't go into the room to sleep peacefully. While I was sitting cross-legged in front of the Bodhisattva statue waiting for Xuanwu, I was thinking in my mind, which bastard mentioned himself to the girl? Suddenly, a white shadow flashed through my mind.

I immediately smiled bitterly, not knowing whether it was right or wrong to release the white fox. Right, this guy caused such a big trouble for himself. If he said it wrong, it would be two lives, how much merit would it save?

However, when Xuan Wu entered the hall, he no longer had any worries. After all, compared with human life, trouble and reputation seemed irrelevant.

The two monks meditated for a whole night. The next day, Xuan Wu came forward and hired a woman from the town to help the girl clean her body. He also asked a doctor to treat her injuries.

This girl named Chen Ya is injured because she is not good at doing so. Even if Yuan Xing has a place to send someone away, it is not suitable for the time being, so she can only take it in first. What's more, he is not familiar with the place, so who would take over such a big trouble for him?

There is no way, I can only keep the person.

But in this way, the story of a woman and a child living in the ghost temple outside the town naturally spread, and the first one to be affected was naturally the Monk Yuanxing, who was the "abbot".
Chapter completed!